Chapter 1330 - 839: Even Those Destined to Die Deserve a Few More Breaths of Qi (Part 2)

After a slight pause, Sun Jiaxiang continued, "Moreover, I have a worry that Fatty Luo's intention might be to use the sanatorium issue to hold you back, preventing your summer plans from being fully implemented, thereby affecting your end-of-year registration and selection."

Sun Jiaxiang's analysis made sense, but Du Heng shook his head directly, "Sir Sun, I've already decided, as long as Fatty Luo calls, I'll definitely go."

Listening to Sun Jiaxiang on the other end of the phone, taking a heavy breath and about to start talking again, Du Heng spoke once more, "Sir Sun, it's not that I'm arrogant, as long as it's not a definite fatal illness, as long as I dare to go, there will certainly be a way.

Even if it's a fatal illness, I can let the patient breathe a few more days.

I want Fatty Luo's little trick this time to become my stepping stone."

Sun Jiaxiang's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Du Heng's level of skill, he was clear about it.

Anyway, with his current level, except in the modernization of Chinese herbal medicine, where he has some confidence, he genuinely admires Du Heng in other areas.

But...

But...

Sun Jiaxiang heard Du Heng's decisiveness, he understood that Du Heng was going to confront Fatty Luo head-on, preparing to use singular force to overcome numerous strategies.

He wanted to advise Du Heng to be cautious but honestly couldn't find a good reason.

In the end, Sun Jiaxiang left with a phrase, "Call if anything comes up," and hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Du Heng's gaze became a bit sharper.

Before, he was quite smooth-sailing, so his entire state consistently had a bit of a passive flow feeling.

But ever since coming to the Capital, he found that he didn't seek trouble, yet trouble always seemed to find him.

Could it be that he has a face that's easy to bully?

"Mr. Du, are you done with the call? Academician Ding and the others are arriving soon."

While Du Heng was secretly stewing over this, the voice of Wang Pan suddenly came from behind him.

Du Heng gently exhaled, immediately adjusting his mindset, "Principal Wang, the call is over."

Wang Pan happily pat Du Heng on the shoulder, "Now that you're done, come over quickly."

Watching Wang Pan anxiously turn away, Du Heng reached out gently to pull Wang Pan, "Principal, there's something I want to tell you."

Immediately, Du Heng recounted the situation Sun Jiaxiang had just discussed to Wang Pan without a change.

After Wang Pan listened, he quickly furrowed his brow, "Mr. Du, is the timing set? Will it affect your upcoming lectures?

There's a lecture tomorrow and then another seminar organized by Academician Ding the day after, and we're flying to your hometown the day after that. These are all established itineraries."

Du Heng shook his head lightly, "I haven't received Fatty Luo's call for now, but Principal Wang, rest assured, it definitely won't affect the remaining itinerary."

Wang Pan gently nodded, but his facial expression no longer had the earlier ease and happiness.

Even later, during a meal and conversation with Ding Zhankui and others, he couldn't adjust his emotions back.

In the following two days, Du Heng's lectures were very successful, and the seminar went smoothly. Furthermore, there was no ill-intentioned person causing a disturbance, yet Wang Pan's complexion didn't return, becoming even more melancholy.

By the time the airplane was about to land in Jinzhou, the uneasy Wang Pan finally couldn't hold back any longer, turning to ask Du Heng, who was sitting beside him, "Mr. Du, has the call come?"

Call?

What call?

Although not specified, Du Heng knew that Wang Pan was asking about Fatty Luo's call.

Du Heng slowly shook his head, "I haven't received notification; if I receive a call, I'll definitely inform Principal Wang immediately."

Wang Pan's brow furrowed tightly into a plum blossom, "Could it be they changed their mind, no longer wanting you to go to the sanatorium?"

Du Heng was also quite puzzled, "Unclear, but they probably haven't changed their mind. Otherwise, Sir Sun would certainly notify me."

Looking out at the dirt-brown mountains, seeing the endless ravines and valleys, Du Heng's heart suddenly soared.

Even in a brief moment of illusion, he could smell that familiar earthy scent in the airplane cabin.

Jinzhou, I'm back!

Daughter, Daddy is coming to see you!

Big brother, sister-in-law, wife, nephew, Li Jianwei, Wu Buwei...

Many familiar faces began to appear in his mind, and he was already a bit impatient to see these people.

Even though it was just six months apart, which he had experienced before, this time he felt miles apart from that previous emotion.

"To hell with Fatty Luo, to hell with the sanatorium, whatever, pal, right now I just want to embrace my daughter."

His heart had already flown to his big brother's house, already flown to his daughter.

But at this time, Du Ping's home was caught in chaos.

"Du Ping, where are you, where's the child?"

Having sent Du Yi, Zhang Sumei was now on the brink of frenzy.

While she ceaselessly shouted, her hand kept dialing the phone.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, please try again later. Sorry..."

Zhang Sumei's eyes reddened, and her hand trembled a bit.

Without waiting for the voice on the phone to finish broadcasting, she quickly pressed the red hang-up button, then dialed again, but received the exact same reply.

Du Ping clutched his rib cage, leaning against the door frame, frowning, saying, "Earlier, the child cried too much, Xiao Wu said the room was too filled with medicine scent, so she took the child out for some fresh air.

Don't worry, she'll definitely be back soon."

Zhang Sumei directly started yelling with red eyes, "Soon, how long is that? It's been two hours now. The phone is off, can't find her in the neighborhood, can you tell me where she went for fresh air?"

Du Ping was equally anxious, but he didn't want to show it, fearing it would make Zhang Sumei even more nervous and frightened, "Call the store and ask if Xiao Wu might have taken the child there."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sumei quickly picked up the phone again, "Hello, Hong, did Xiao Wu go to the store?...Oh yes, I know...It's fine; if she went to the store, call me back immediately."

Zhang Sumei's hands and feet trembled, wanting to lash out at Du Ping, but seeing him in that sorry state, she couldn't utter any words.

However, as she turned away, Zhang Sumei backhanded herself twice.

It's no one's fault; she should blame herself.

Du Ping's face twisted again in convulsions, "Don't panic; hurry down to the neighborhood to search again; maybe she'll be back."

Without another word, Zhang Sumei dashed outside.

After waiting twenty minutes, Zhang Sumei, holding onto the door frame again, appeared in front of Du Ping.

And this time, Du Ping couldn't hold back either, urgently asking, "Where's she? Didn't find them?"

Zhang Sumei's voice was somewhat hoarse, trembling, and weak, "No, people in the neighborhood said they hadn't seen her."

Du Ping suddenly took a step forward but winced due to the pain, forcibly clutching his rib cage, "Then hurry to the property management, have them check the surveillance."

"I checked it, and saw that Xiao Wu left the neighborhood holding the child," Zhang Sumei slumped onto the ground, tears flowing continuous, "Xiao Wu's phone still isn't reachable, can't find either of them, what can we do?

Nannan trusted me to take care of the child, yet I lost her child, I... I'm..."

Du Ping's face turned ugly.

Uncertain whether it was the pain in his rib cage or the urgency in his heart, he felt his breathing was becoming labored.

After forcefully inhaling a deep breath, Du Ping said heavily, "Stop crying, quickly call Nannan, she's a police officer, she'll surely know what to do."

"I... I'm..."

"Damn your 'I', hurry and make the call; the longer the time drags on, the more danger Xuanxuan is in."

Du Ping finally shouted.

Even though this shout made his ribs hurt more, he shouted anyway.

He also felt guilt, panic, and fear, but he knew he couldn't let himself fall apart.

The stunned Zhang Sumei was woken by the shout, hastily starting to dial Wu Shengnan's phone.

But yet again, Wu Shengnan's phone didn't get answered.